Hello! Sorry about the lateness, but here is my next story. Penguins again? Yes, I will write other stories too, just not this minute. Please read and review. Good stories are made possible by viewers like you.

Chapter 1

Blowhole's base, unknown location, 2200 hours (10:00 pm.)

"I want to finish those pen-goo-ins once and for all." Blowhole announced to his agents, some of them standing in the shadows.

"I have a soldier who can destroy them." A short penguin with wild eyes grinned maniacally.

He was Koru, the most twisted and cruel penguin ever, he is a deranged psychopath who enjoys hurting others. He killed an entire town full of humans, just to capture one raccoon.

Blowhole considered him; he was one of the best agents the dolphin had. So Blowhole let Koru pick an agent.

Koru turned to a figure in the shadows, "Your mission, travel to Central Park Zoo and finish the enemy once and for all. Don't blow your cover; I want you to gain their trust and then STOMP ON THEM AND CRUSH THEM LIKE CHEAP CHEESE!" The other agents backed away slowly.

The animal hidden by the shadow nodded, wanting to protest, but knowing the penguin held a deadly threat over her head.

Blowhole and the rest of his agents laughed maniacally, he couldn't wait to seek his third revenge. And with the penguins gone, who can stop him? WHO?

Central Park Zoo, 2230 hours (10:30 pm.)

Private yawned loudly, peering through binoculars from the clock tower of Central Park Zoo. He was doing yet another night of recon after losing the fish game again. "Why me?" he grumbled.

Julien was staging an all night party again, which annoyed Skipper, but kept Private awake for recon.

"Who's de party animal, I'm de party animal! Give me a J-U-L-IEN!" He sang.

Skipper threw open the hatch and popped out of the fishbowl entrance, "Would you turn OFF that infernal contraption already?" he yelled for the tenth time that night.

"Kings stop bogeying when they want to!" Julien shot back, wiggling his tail tauntingly.

"Or, a certain penguin makes them stop, permanently." Skipper said menacingly. "You know who Rico is and what I can order him to do."

Maurice mumbled something to Julien that didn't quite reach Private's ear holes, but the lemur definitely looked nervous. Mort made a dash for the feet, only to be kicked into the wall a second later.

"Private!" The leaders' voice made the youngest one jump in surprise. "Bedtime!"

"Coming, sir" Private chirped, his British accent making him sound like a child.

He joined the others in HQ; Kowalski was already asleep, a dribble of drool peeked out of his mouth. Rico was playing with a stick of dynamite in his bunk, and Skipper was outside, threatening Julien some more.

The youngest penguin climbed into his bed and listened to the argument outside. His eyelids felt heavy, he heard Skipper enter and drifted into sleep.

Private had an odd dream that night. First, he was riding a unicorn on a rainbow; then he was surfing, using Kowalski as a surfboard; the dream changed and he was Rico, regurgitating and swallowing everything; and finally, he saw a shadow, and a pair of brown eyes.

He was reaching towards the mysterious shape when…

"PRIVATE! Get out of bed, soldier!" he was awake in a flash, staring into the exasperated face of his leader. "I'm not paying you to lollygag, now let's go!"

"Technically, you aren't paying us at all." Kowalski interrupted; Skipper scowled at him. "Sorry, Skipper."

Rico popped his head in the fishbowl entrance and grunted, pointing up.

"Alice alert!" Kowalski said, "Hurry."

They were up top just as Alice came by with their breakfast; she threw it into the habitat, not caring that some splashed into the water and one fish hit Rico.

"Yo, Alice!" a man's voice issued from the walkie-talkie.

"What? I'm busy feeding these lazy things!" She snapped back.

"Just want to know where you want me to park the delivery." The other zookeeper responded.

"Around the front, I'll unload them soon." She left to feed the lemurs.

Kowalski stared up at the sky; he had a very peculiar feeling, as if he had known there was a truck coming. He was so intently focused; he didn't hear Skipper calling him.

They went Alice's office with the chimps to use the computer.

Mason told the penguins that Phil read about new arrivals that came today.

"Alright boys, let's go greet our guests." Skipper said confidently.

Mason stopped him, "Phil just told me that they're lemurs."

Skipper's heart sank, "How many?"

"Just two."

"This does not wash. I'm filing a complaint."

The chimps continued their checkers game, leaving the penguins to slowly make their way back for visiting hours.

The four penguins entertained visitors until closing time; then they saw the crate. It was placed in the lemur habitat.

Rico saw Marlene heading over to greet the new visitor; Skipper reminded them to keep their eyes open for any spies.

Skipper ordered the team to move out, but Kowalski didn't appear to notice as he was staring at the sky again. Rico slapped the tall one and pulled him to the lemur habitat. Kowalski confided in his friend that he had an ominous feeling as well as the odd sensation that having new neighbors would be scary and oddly relieving.

"Ah, this is just not opening." Maurice grunted, trying to open the crate. Julien offered to help and promptly used Mort as a crowbar, putting his mouth on the wood and pulling the little lemur's legs.

"O-oowwoo…OWIE!" Mort squealed, a splinter diving into his tongue.

Rico spit up a crowbar and wrenched the crate open.

"Finally!" said an irritated voice .

It sounded like a girl, Marlene thought, I'm sure we'll be great friends.

Almost immediately, a light gray lemur with brown tail markings stepped out; her orange eyes gleamed in the sunlight.

"Hey, y'all." She said with a southern accent. Julien stared at her with his mouth open. "I'm Josephine, but you can call me Josie. Close your mouth darling, you're gonna catch flies." She added to Julien.

"Hot- I mean, hi!" Julien said, his face burning red with embarrassment.

Skipper snorted, trying to contain his laughter.

"Tennessee." Marlene said, earning an appraising look from the new lemur. "I know a lot of accents."

"I'm British!" Private said happily.

Josie smiled, then looked around, her companion was nowhere to be seen.

The second lemur was still inside the crate. "I'm coming, I'm coming!" She barked.

Suddenly, Kowalski had the fleeting image of four animal children playing together. Movement from inside the box brought the scientist back to Earth.

A/N: Why did Kowalski have those feelings? Who are these lemurs? How are they important? What am I asking you all these questions? Stay tuned to find out! -T.K